Ah Kenkirk, I heard you were in need of a level 5 butcher. My carving skills may be able to help.
During my internship, the guild and I ventured deep into the valleys of Nashville, I have common blood there, through friends, and through meat. A butcher of Nashville, is a butcher of meat. I will help you.
Locate me before the next full moon, where I will offer you my knife, and serve you up a slice of Orkish veal.